Alyssa POV
"What were you thinking Bea!"
"Alys--"
"No. Not today Sam. Sumosobra na sya, hindi na-- Bea! Bumalik ka dito!"
I was about to follow our 8 years old daughter but Sam stopped me.
"Hayaan mo na muna.."
I massage my temple trying to calm myself before frustratedly sat down on the couch.
"Hayaan? Nag alala ako nung tumawag yung teacher nya saakin, tapos mababalitaan ko lang na She punched her classmate? Pang ilan na ba yan? What's up with that? And if you keep treati--"
"Treating her what? Like a kid? Alyssa, 8 years old pa lang ang anak natin pero don't tell me that I'm tolerating her behaviour because I'm not. Alam ko ang nangyari. Napagsabihan ko na din sya. Tsaka please lang, alam mo ang ugali ni Bea. What if alamin mo muna yung buong kwento bago mo pagalitan yung bata? She didn't start the fight, pinagtanggol lang nya yung kaibigan nya."
And now, she's mad at me.
She reaches something in her bag.
"Oh... Bea been trying to wait for you yesterday pero late ka na umuwi. Nahihiya na yung bata na kausapin ka kasi ayaw ka nya maabala." Inabot nito ang report card ni Bea bago ito tumalikod. "Please.. huwag mong paabutin sa punto na tuluyang lumayo ang loob sayo nung bata.. alam kong importante yung trabaho mo, we understand that, pero sana huwag mo naman kalimutan na may anak kang naghihintay sayo. I'll be at her room na muna, I think you need time alone para mabawasan yung init ng ulo mo, walang patutunguhan ang pag uusapan natin kung ganito lang." And she left.
Then realization came.
Now Valdez, what have you done!
I didn't mean to shout or anything.
Dala din nung pagod sa trabaho kaya.. argh!
That's not a valid reason for raising my voice on them.
I look down on my hand and closes my eyes.
F*ck!
I totally forgot about this.
I promised her na ako ang kukuha nito.
I stand up and immediately went to Bea's room. I was about to knock and enter the room but I heard them talking. And it's breaking my heart even more.
"Mama is mad at me po"
"Shh... Your mama didn't meant what she just said, okay? Pagod lang yun sa trabaho.. but next time, don't leave her while she's talking to you, okay?"
"I feel like she doesn't lov-"
"Baby... Don't say that."
"*Cries*"
I just sit on the floor, back against the wall hands on my head.
"Mommy's here Bea.."
"Mommy, I'm sorry I did something bad.."
"Hey, we already talked about this. Just like what I said earlier, what you did is not bad, but also not good, so next time we need to be more mindful for our actions, okay honey?.... Stop crying na, you making me cry nanaman oh, do you want mommy to cry."
"No mommy... Love you"
"Aw... Love you too baby."
"Mommy?.."
"Hmmm?"
"Can you sleep here for tonight?"
"I would love too."
